Chapter 110: Starting from Early Education Materials

Chapter 110: Starting from Early Education Materials

“Great. Now take off the Starblade Armor, and I’ll tell you how to control it. At any time, you can complete movements just like you normally would.”

Chen Feng interjected, “Right, I know. The Starblade Armor can capture my neural responses and anticipate my next moves.”

Dr. Ouyang said, “Kid knows his stuff. Next, we’ll talk about form switching, equipment activation, and the various auxiliary function packages. Still understand?”

“I don’t.”

“Then don’t interrupt if you don’t understand!”

Operating the Starblade Armor was simpler than the Azure Dragon Armor, but it had many extra functions; these were all new to him.

There were dozens of combat function packages developed for specific purposes. Each was loaded with different auxiliary machinery to handle various combat scenarios and special mission requirements.

These included oceans, plains, jungles, space, the surfaces of extraterrestrial planets, and so on.

In Chen Feng’s view, these functions were redundant. There was no need to make things so complicated.

Just keep improving mobility and protection, and increase combat effectiveness.

All those fancy extras were useless. They should figure out how to let people survive longer in space. Just being able to rush onto an Invader’s ship and fight for a while would be a huge success.

But for now, he still had little influence, and no one listened to him.

He couldn’t bypass military regulations either. He had to learn all the functions of the Starblade Armor before he could step onto the training field wearing it like other elites.

He stayed busy like this until late at night, and Chen Feng finally completed one-fifth of the learning progress.

Dr. Ouyang was very satisfied with Chen Feng. “Your learning ability is outstanding even within the Central Special Task Force. Keep it up. In five or six more days, you should finish. That’s all for today. Go back and rest.”

When he walked out of the training building, unexpectedly, the researcher named Scott was still waiting for him.

The man sat on a flower bed with his legs crossed, hands in his pockets. A holographic projection in front of him was playing a recorded video of Schumacher in a Grand Prix race.

Chen Feng sat down beside him.

“Hey, buddy,” Scott greeted happily. “Many Armor soldiers at the Base look down on those race car drivers from a thousand years ago. I think they are truly ignorant.”

Chen Feng said casually, “Of course. People a thousand years ago didn’t have any genetic technology. The dynamic vision, neural reactions, and physical load tolerance of F1 drivers were the pinnacle of that era. I can responsibly say that if those top drivers were born in our time, they could definitely become the strongest soldiers.”

“We really hit it off. But I don’t quite understand. Since Schumacher is greater, why do you admire Hamilton more?”

Chen Feng was actually stumped by his question.

Back then, he had just named someone he knew to make conversation.

He wasn’t a racing fan. What did he know about it?

“I don’t deny Schumacher’s greatness, but that doesn’t stop me from appreciating other drivers. Everyone just needs to find their own hero.” Chen Feng decided to use philosophy to beat Scott.

Scott’s brain indeed seemed to freeze for a long time. Then he suddenly excitedly grabbed Chen Feng’s shoulders. “Are you talking about the diversity of ideologies?”

Chen Feng had no idea what point he had grasped. “Yes.”

Anyway, nodding would settle it.

“Thank you. You helped me a lot. I need to get back to work. Let’s talk another day.”

“Wait, Scott.”

“What?”

“What is your job?”

“I have a Ph.D. in Anthropology and Genetics. I’m responsible for physical parameter testing at the Base, Awakener tracking and monitoring, and nutrition meal planning in the cafeteria, among other things.”

After saying that, Scott left. Chen Feng originally wanted to ask him some questions but had to wait until next time.

Returning to his dorm, he first slept for a short while, then woke up early.

He still had four or five hours before morning training, so he had time to do some private matters.

Yesterday, he looked at the general history of the past thousand years. Today, he turned his attention back to his own family business.

He thought to himself, since the name Star Edge Entertainment was used to name cutting-edge weapons a thousand years later, this company he had poured his heart into must have eventually grown into a great enterprise… right?

“Wow, so the ‘never say die’ spirit meant this!”

What on earth was this eye-stinging company history all about?

Was I really that incompetent?

I had already become much smarter and had gained some fame and deep experience in the music scene. My life shouldn’t have been this miserable, should it?

In this Timeline, Star Edge Co., Ltd. lasted for nearly thirty years.

After an initial explosive growth period, Star Edge accumulated a large number of music copyrights, completed its initial capital accumulation, and gathered many professional producers.

Although Master Chen Feng himself never wrote any more classics, and the Folk Music king Ou Junlang was a flash in the pan, their signed singer Zhong Lei grew stronger and stronger.

Relying on the old capital of copyrights and supported by Zhong Lei, Star Edge could have lasted many years. Meng Xiaozhou’s management skills weren’t bad either, and they had the cash cow Zhong Lei.

It shouldn’t have been so bleak.

But in 2030, Master Chen Feng chose to part ways with Zhong Lei. Later generations were completely puzzled by this.

Chen Feng knew the reason. He himself didn’t want to hold Zhong Lei back.

After the two acknowledged Masters separated, Master Chen Feng fell into a slump. Zhong Lei’s artistic career continued to climb higher, and she eventually created her own school, formulating the concept of post-modern music. Its core lay in the restoration and varied application of beautiful sounds from nature.

This innovative concept still influenced later generations even a thousand years later.

On the other hand, Star Edge Company’s situation grew worse and worse.

Later generations generally believed that if Master Chen Feng hadn’t been so stubborn and limited Star Edge’s business scope to music creation, copyright development, and singer signing and management, the company could have become a century-old enterprise.

But after the split, Master Chen Feng began to wildly follow his own whims.

He made sci-fi movies, developed games, and invested in high-tech companies.

His sci-fi movies had hollow plots, pale characters, and no emotional interaction between male and female leads. Some sequels didn’t even have male or female leads at all. Later generations called them post-modern Doomsday operas.

His box office results were disastrous at the time. Yet, he refused to give up, fighting harder and increasing investments.

The games he made were also star war games about humans fighting aliens. But he didn’t follow conventions. He only let players develop human technology, and then—Boom—they were wiped out. The games offered no sense of satisfaction, so they naturally flopped.

His investments in high-tech companies were even sharper. They were all ultra-innovative companies that would take decades to show results, whose basic theories hadn’t even been verified, with only a concept. He took bigger leaps than Musk.

Many so-called cutting-edge innovation projects were simply storytelling scams, and he eagerly dove into them.

Naturally, his investments showed no results, and his money dwindled.

In the end, he squandered his accumulated billions of wealth, declared bankruptcy around 2050, and retreated to the mountains.

It wasn’t until centuries later, after certain changes occurred, that some top humans recognized his foresight in the Doomsday operas. His confusing movie works were reappraised.

Although his movie plots were indeed terrible, the actors and directors of the time were tormented by him, and audiences were infuriated, his Doomsday operas themselves held artistic value.

Master Chen Feng’s reputation was restored and praised by later generations, but that couldn’t change his failed entrepreneurial journey.

He struggled all his life on a path too far ahead of its time, and failed all his life. Until his old age at the foot of the southern mountains, he never regretted or retreated.

After reading all this information, Chen Feng began to reflect and summarize.

Given his personality, doing these things wasn’t strange; it made sense.

He could understand the anxiety and struggle of himself in this Timeline. He had indeed tried his hardest to do something, but unfortunately never succeeded.

His goals and actions exceeded his own abilities and what the era could bear. The final result was a tragedy.

“Forget it. Next time I go back, I’ll analyze more carefully what I actually did, predict the era’s future development, leave myself a few strategy notes based on this failure’s pattern, and try to be less foolish. I should have done better.”

After viewing his own tragedy, he tried to look up scientific and technological achievements. The results were mixed.

The positive side was that the overall atmosphere this time was much more relaxed than last time. He could access a vast amount of contemporary foundational knowledge.

Whenever he wanted, as long as he could persevere, and as long as his intelligence level was sufficient, no matter the subject or industry, the knowledge system in the educational database was enough for him to learn from entry level to Ph.D.

What worried him was the past research results produced continuously over thousands of years, which were treasured as historical materials in the historical archives.

The threshold for accessing the historical archives was not high; he had even reached it before.

Earning a master’s degree in a certain discipline, or becoming an external hire at some research institute.

But this time, there was no Coagulation Serum for him to showcase himself. It had been two days since his physical test data was updated, and he still hadn’t received a summons from the Pangu Institute.

Chen Feng analyzed that although he broke the record, the extent of improvement wasn’t enough to cause astonishment.

Then he could also consider studying a certain discipline from now on to earn a master’s degree.

Academic degrees were steps that people from the lower levels had to climb for advancement; the higher the degree, the more they could independently choose to access more knowledge systems without needing anyone’s approval, with automatic permission upgrades.

Before climbing the academic ladder, knowledge was completely unguarded, but the degree itself was a roadblock.

So, what direction should he focus on next?

Chen Feng fell into confusion.

Should he find a way to become an external personnel, or start elementary school from now?

He quickly made a decision.

He would pursue both, and do both well.

Start with the basics; I don’t believe it!

He opened the elementary school textbook.

Ten minutes later, he clicked the cross in the upper right corner.

He felt he needed to start with kindergarten materials.

He opened the kindergarten textbook.

A long time passed.

Looking at the long string of characters forming the physics formula in the early childhood education material, he recognized every letter and word, but combined, he just didn’t understand what they meant.

Speechless and choked up.

Are children these days… so precocious?

The Gene Fluid of this era might as well be called a growth accelerator?

So discouraging.

Just the early childhood education material kept overturning his scientific views.

In the past, he probably would have given up on the spot.

But this time, due to the effects of the Coagulation Serum, he knew his memory and comprehension speed had improved a bit. Feeling a little more confident, he decided to give it a try.

He was really fed up with the feeling of being an idiot every time he encountered technological knowledge after coming here.

There was still an hour before morning training; he seized every minute, absorbing this new knowledge eagerly and with all his might.

An hour later, he finally finished the first section of Chapter 1 of the “Science” textbook for the first year of the twelve-year compulsory education early childhood class.

This lesson covered the basics of physics, astronomy, chemistry, and mathematics, largely derived from the children’s training system left by Sergey five hundred years ago.

Chen Feng began to wonder if he could extract the fundamental theories from it to revolutionize his own era after returning.

But he soon realized this wasn’t very feasible.

The shift in the knowledge system was too drastic, the time span too remote.

How to describe this feeling?

For example.

A modern person travels back to the Tang Dynasty and tells the craftsmen in the Ministry of Works that there are eight planets in the Solar System and that Earth is 150 million kilometers away from the Sun.

Would they understand? Would they believe it?

Assuming they believed, would this help the Tang people grow an extra grain of rice?

No.

Or, if a modern person went before Newton, told him light has wave-particle duality, and electrons are uncertain, do you think Newton would burn you at the stake?

He tried to briefly scan the outlines of the elementary and middle school textbooks.

Though he still didn’t understand them, he could grasp the direction these textbooks were aiming at.

They included both the deepening of theoretical knowledge and the process of practical application.

Unfortunately, still not usable.

Continuing with the Tang Dynasty example.

A modern person who masters the entire semiconductor chip production process returns to the Tang Dynasty and is asked to make a chip?

Come on, first build a blast furnace to smelt quartz.

Maybe you’ll get monocrystalline silicon?

Nonsense!

But Chen Feng wasn’t despairing.

Though it would take a detour, he could choose to learn these advanced topics first, earn the degree, and then learn “paper-making,” so that when he returned to the “Tang Dynasty,” he could apply it.

Under the tide of the times, technological development never exists in isolation; it is an organic, dynamic whole formed by countless small links combined.

You could think of human technological level as a complete organism.

In biological evolution, a trilobite can’t suddenly grow a human hand and snap its fingers for you.

From ancient arthropods to humans, there must have been countless tiny mutations, each built upon previously established foundations.

Even in modern science, it might be possible to attach a human finger to a lizard, but that finger would quickly rot and fall off.

Unless you first artificially intervene to give the lizard human-like bodily fluids, cells, and other external conditions, which would still require targeted concentrated changes in certain aspects.

Like the worldview explained by Director Neil in the movie “Chaos Space,” aliens taught humans wormhole technology, so humans instantly sprinted into the space age?

No, humans simply couldn’t understand how wormholes went from theory to practice.

Even with complete wormhole technology, they couldn’t produce a wormhole space station themselves.

Even if the aliens delivered the space station too, and humans went through, they would die instantly on the other side of the wormhole.

Chen Feng clearly knew what he needed to do.

He couldn’t learn all the knowledge; he just needed to find points in the entire technological progress, around the early 21st Century, that he could break through with just one sentence of conclusion.

These breakthrough points were hidden in the historical archives.

Seeing the time was about right, he turned off the holographic projection, walked out of the room, stepped onto a flat loader, and headed straight for the Starblade Armor training building.

On the way, he gazed at the already intense training ground in the distance, gradually getting excited.

Almost drowned in an ocean of knowledge; time to do something else to regain confidence.

Just wait for me, all of you. Give me three days, and then watch me show you how the Starblade Armor should really be used.